* 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚢 , 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔 , 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚙

who are we at the end of the day ? ourselves or the images of ourselves that we create ? ragged lilies in march or lit molotov rags ? what is victory but a song written to comfort the defeated ? what is defeat but realizing you have been wrong every step of the way ?

[crwnedflames]

↳     𝚌𝚛𝚠𝚗𝚎𝚍𝚏𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜 .     repeat after me:     somewhere the moon rises out  of  the  rain.     somewhere icarus crawls out of the sea,     unburned and alive.     somewhere we are polishing the world absence with our tongues and learning not to be terrified of all we lack.

dependent  multimuse  for  solariarp  !   as  adored  by  ace.

𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒆𝒗 𝒂𝒍𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒓 :     princess.  phoenix.  read first.  headcanons.

𝒔𝒚𝒍𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒏 :    high lady.  vampire.

𝒗𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒓𝒂 𝒎𝒐𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆 :    spy.  dragon.  harpy.  headcanons.

❛ demet özdemir, demigirl, she + her, 25 ✶ was that MAIEV ALTAIR gracing the streets of alestria? i heard the scorpio’s order is the phoenix, and rumor has it they are dauntless + critical which must be why they are a princess. their allegiances are currently with the crown, but who knows how serious that is. ❜

❛ adelaide kane, non binary, she/they, 65 ✶ was that SYLVANAS ALERON gracing the streets of alestria? i heard the cancer’s order is the vampire, and rumor has it they are meticulous + benevolent which must be why they are a high lady. their allegiances are currently with their faction, but who knows how serious that is. ❜

❛ danielle rose russell, demi woman, she + they, 22 ✶ was that VALEERA MOGRAINE gracing the streets of alestria? i heard the aries’ order is a shadow dragon, but that pesky charm makes them appear as a harpy. rumor has it they are cunning + ruthless which must be why they are a spy for the rebellion, which must be where their allegiances lay. ❜

[crwnedflames]

valeera was born as a tool for the rebellion, just something to bolster their numbers. her parents have no desire to be parents or care for a child but wanted more dragons to buff the order/faction numbers. she was, quite literally, born just to be a number in the dragon order. 

valeera is very much independent because of this, once she was old enough to fend for herself her ‘parents’ left her to her own devices and did not care about her overall well being. other people of the order took her in from time to time, made sure she was fed and clothed and had somewhat of an education. 

her whole existence is because of the rebellion and she’s put her life into it.

[crwnedflames]

The familiar voice soothed the young dragon like it was home and the anger in her swelled again. “No,” she spoke up, standing a little taller as she spoke. “You misunderstand.” Words are spoken carefully, softly, so the pair could be in their own world right now, a bubble of their secrets and deception. No one else flittered around the scorched gardens that Valeera could feel or hear so she felt comfortable speaking with him like this. 

“The caves, the land we’ve been exiled to- that is not home. This should be ours.” A gesture to the expansive lands before the pair, the castle at their backs. “Our order has suffered too long, this is ours for the taking. It belongs to us.” Hand drops to a fist at her side, almost shaking in anger. It seems that’s all she feels lately is the hatred and anger for the crown. Soon- soon her family will be where it’s meant to be. “I just miss the others.” 

𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 . @fireandsethos​ ​

𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 . post plot drop, the next afternoon

𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 . the palace

[crwnedflames]

Last night’s chaos was just the tip of the iceberg to come, lighting Valeera with excitement. The remaining bits of panic and fear stir the castle this morning and she’s drinking it in well into the warm afternoon glow. The palace grounds, while still singed it seems, had this beauty about them and it made her sick. The monarchy has lived in peace and comfort for too long, sitting on their throne and looking down at anyone who isn’t them- blaming their problems on people who did nothing to deserve the ire of the crown. 

Hands fists at sides, shaking as she controls the urge to shift and wreck havoc on those around. Calm, deep breathes. The mission is simple: get in and get information. 

Eyes cast a glance around the gardens before letting out a long, held breath. “I just wish to go home,” she speaks aloud, uncaring if anyone is nearby. 

𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 . @solariarb (open)​

𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 . post plot drop, the next afternoon

𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 . the palace

[crwnedflames]

astrxls​:

𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖓 ;; post plot drop, the next morning

𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 ;; the palace

𝖜𝖍𝖔 ;; @crwnedflames​ (maiev)

“maiev!” came the voice of the older princess as she rushed forward to hug her younger sister. the pair of princesses had been dragged off to safety the night prior, and she’d not see the other since. she pulled away, but didn’t move too far back. “i’m so happy you’re safe.” and she left it at that, because before they’d been whisked off, it almost looked like her sister had been interested in the fire rather than dousing it, and zel didn’t want to launch into a lecture by bringing it up.

eyes light up at the sight of her older sister. their parting last night had been less than amazing, the fire spooking most in attendance while maiev had felt some kind of draw to the flame. her hands had reached for zelenia as soon as the flames erupted only to have her slip through fingers as kash had whisked away the elder princess and maiev’s own guard had done the same. words escape her as she flings arms around the older altair and clings to the other. most words are lost to maiev as she’s not paying attention to what the other is saying, too focused on the fact she’s unharmed and okay. “i’m okay, i’m okay.” 

𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 . post plot drop, the next morning

𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 . the palace

[crwnedflames]

[crwnedflames]

astrxls​:

zel always spoke to her sister verbally and through signing, never wanting to force the other to rely on reading her lips. “oh, come on.” she did a little dance, dress swaying in the peaceful breeze the outside air offered. “you don’t want to dance the night away with some handsome lord far better than your betrothal?” both the princesses could share a bit of resentment for that one. “the little cakes are lovely, and the champagne is actually good for once.” talking to her sister helped keep her mind off being stuck with demetrius, which was always a good thing.

a dramatic roll of her eyes, maiev all but groans aloud with the mention of the man she’s meant to marry. she waves away any further talk of their impending marriages wanting to think no more of it for the night (or ever again). “can’t i just go back to my room instead and pretend this night isn’t happening? i’ll see you all again at breakfast hours anyway.” it’s not secret how much the youngest princess truly hates large parties and how forced attendance only made their mood more sour than it started. “the little cakes are delicious but the kitchens kicked me out so i couldn’t stay and eat more of them. now all those grubby fingers are grabbing at the food first.” honestly, she may just be looking for something to complain about and the finger foods just happened to be a perfect choice as zel had already brought them up.

[celestrixm]

𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲/ thᥱ grᥲᥒd bᥲᥣᥣ

ρrιᥒᥴᥱ ᥱfᥱ ᥲᥣtᥲιr, ρrιᥒᥴᥱss zᥱᥣᥱᥒιᥲ ᥲᥣtᥲιr & ρrιᥒᥴᥱss mᥲιᥱv ᥲᥣtᥲιr

@crwnedflames , @astrxls

[crwnedflames]

celestrixm​:

You’d only see a glimpse of his boot-clad feet; first as you continued to walk by the balcony door.  It would reveal Lev, perched on the railing off the balcony, head leading back on the pillar. Eyes close, inhaling the fresh night air. The assassin decided to take a break from his brand of protest to the ball. He was seeking solace in the shadows, content to have his little bit of peace. But he should have known it wouldn’t last forever. The light clacking of heels didn’t pull his attention. Not till the grew louder, peaking an eye open, he watched her step outside. “ Let me guess, “ he called from beside her. Lev’s head slowly rolling towards her. “ Need a break too? mi balcón es tu balcón. I’d offer you a seat, but as you can see, my seats are pretty high up, and some tend to get squeamish about heights .”  

@crwnedflames​

She was not one to startle easily, especially knowing that plenty of people would be in and out of the castle starting this evening. She had however, expected that she would remain within the shadows and that most would ignore her in favor of her high lord husband. It would be naïve of her to assume she would be complete ignored, even if that was her wish at least for this feast. 

The chill of the night air was exactly what she’d wanted, the breeze brushing against the exposed parts of her skin as she drank in the quiet night around her. Or quiet until he spoke at least. Eyes cut in his direction with a raise of the brow, curious as to why he’s speaking to her at all. Though she might be softer than the rumors of her lord husband, Sylvanas isn’t known to be overly sweet or too charming either. “Heights aren’t the fear, it’s falling.” Turning on her heel slowly, she faces him fully with a sort of mischievous expression on her face. “But I wouldn’t be afraid of falling if I could fly.” 

[crwnedflames]

I’m really bad at keeping up with starter calls on discord so I’m posting it here.

These starters are going to be after the event & my hiatus, I’ll reblog this a few times before the event is over and right before my official return.

Please REPLY with who you want the starter for (if you have more than one muse, also @ the blog if you can for me) & mention who you want the starter for as well. Likes will be ignored. 

[crwnedflames]

I’m really bad at keeping up with starter calls on discord so I’m posting it here.

These starters are going to be after the event & my hiatus, I’ll reblog this a few times before the event is over and right before my official return.

Please REPLY with who you want the starter for (if you have more than one muse, also @ the blog if you can for me) & mention who you want the starter for as well. Likes will be ignored. 

[crwnedflames]

I’m really bad at keeping up with starter calls on discord so I’m posting it here.

These starters are going to be after the event & my hiatus, I’ll reblog this a few times before the event is over and right before my official return.

Please REPLY with who you want the starter for (if you have more than one muse, also @ the blog if you can for me) & mention who you want the starter for as well. Likes will be ignored. 

[crwnedflames]

I’m really bad at keeping up with starter calls on discord so I’m posting it here.

These starters are going to be after the event & my hiatus, I’ll reblog this a few times before the event is over and right before my official return.

Please REPLY with who you want the starter for (if you have more than one muse, also @ the blog if you can for me) & mention who you want the starter for as well. Likes will be ignored. 

[richard-madden]

I can look angry. Yeah, no shit.

[crwnedflames]

poisoniiz​: 

           a  questioning  brow  is  raised  BEFORE  corner  of  lips  turn  upwards  ;  the  beginning  of  a  smirk.  and  they  turn  slightly  upon  heeled  boots  (  never  making  a  sound  ;  always  moving  as  if  they  were  in  the  shadows  ).  ❝   oh  —–  but  now  you  got  my  attention  ,  your  royal  highness. ❞  and  even  with  such  FORMALITY  does  it  still  seem  as  if  it  were  a  mere  taunt  ,  a  tease  ,  void  of  the  BOUNDERIES  that  should  exist  between  one  of  such  high  standing  and  one  such  as  themselves.  a  step  forward  ,  long  coat  fluttering  behind  them  ,  danger  dancing  on  the  tip  of  their  tongue.  ❝  mhmm  ,  tempting.  but  not  tempting  enough.  what  if  i  say  that  i  really  don’t  care  if  you  escape  and  am  more  interested  knowing   WHERE  you  would  try  to  escape  to ?  ❞     

Even the title sounds wrong coming from the other and Maiev is forced to pause. Eyebrows raise, eyes scan every bit of them- something about the ‘guard’ has never sat right with the princess. How that taunt seems to draw her in from the window, turning to face them fully with narrowed eyes and arms crossing. Shoes still dangle from her fingers so she can’t move hands while she speaks. “If I told you that, you would report it to some other guard who would then force me to put these horrible shoes back on.” Eyes cut toward said shoes in hand. “And rejoin a feast I want nothing to do with.” With people that she truly wanted nothing to do with even more. All around the castle was bustling with people who didn’t think Maiev noticed the way they stared and whispered behind their hands, even if she couldn’t hear them but she could see it happening. “Pretend you didn’t see me. Turn around and return to the ballroom, drink a flute of champagne, dance with whoever catches your eye, and leave me to my escape.”

[crwnedflames]

[crwnedflames]

astrxls​:

𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖓 ;; event 1

𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 ;; outside of the ballroom

𝖜𝖍𝖔 ;; open starter

the crisp night air was a welcome relief from the heated ballroom. dance after dance had zel’s feet throbbing and her body begging for a break. the dress she wore flowed, and had a large slit that allowed a nice breeze when she moved, but nothing compared to actually being outside. it was an escape, one she found herself intruding upon someone else while seeking. “i hope you’re enjoying yourself.” came her polite greeting, this was, after all, a party in her home. zel had to be a proper host.

Being outdoors was always a welcome escape, especially when the environment was getting too much for Maiev to handle. Thankfully she’d been looking at her sister when the eldest spoke, catching those words easily before replying. Fingers moved deftly in reply as she spoke aloud. “I could enjoy myself more if I was allowed to leave.” Her skin felt like it was crawling with all the buzz and people about the castle. She couldn’t remember the last time there had been this many people she had to navigate.